Mark burst through the heavy marble bathroom doors with full force, his face twisted in absolute shock.
He saw Evelyn holding the flame near his terrified daughter while Sarah stood crying nearby.
Mark: What is going on in here?!
Mark stepped forward immediately, grabbing Evelyn's wrist with an iron grip to stop the threat.
He yanked her hand away and pulled Lily safely behind his broad back.
Mark: Get away from her right now!
Evelyn stumbled back slightly, her face pale as she tried to think of a quick lie.
Evelyn: She... she was being clumsy, Mark! I was trying to teach her safety!
Mark: Do not lie to me while my daughter is shaking in fear!
Mark was shaking with deep rage, realizing he had brought a dangerous woman into his home.
In a swift flash of motion, Mark's hand struck Evelyn's cheek with a powerful, ringing slap.
Mark: How dare you touch my child!
The force sent Evelyn reeling backward across the slick, wet marble floor.
She crashed violently into the gold-plated bathtub, splashing soapy water all over the expensive floor.
Foam and water poured over the edges as Evelyn screamed out in sudden shock and embarrassment.
Sarah gasped in surprise, covering her mouth as she watched the arrogant woman sink into the tub.
Mark did not spend another second looking at his soaking wife gasping for air in the water.
He immediately dropped down to his knees beside Lily, his eyes filled with tender concern.
Mark: Shh, it is okay, sweetheart. Daddy is right here with you.
He gently checked her arm, ensuring the mark was minor and quickly treatment-capable.
Lily wrapped her small arms tightly around her father's neck, weeping against his dark suit jacket.